14.
Four of the men lifted Mel onto a low table in the centre of the room and strapped her to it.
Her wrists and ankles were cuffed and there were straps tight around her upper arms and her thighs. Her head was held in place with a neck restraint resembling a collar, which was also pulled just tight enough to prevent her from even moving her head from side to side. She could look straight up and move her eyes from side to side, but the edge of her peripheral vision was the limit of what she could see around her.
It was already gone 11 o'clock and the taxi was returning at 12. So whatever Jayne was planning to do to her, she would have to be quick. Mel couldn't help wondering why Steve had limited the time so much. Maybe in case she didn't like it? After all this was going to be her first sexual liaison with a woman. Or maybe to tease her, leave her wanting more? That would be his way of making sure she wanted more, probably with him around.
Her thoughts were interrupted as Jayne appeared in her vision and knelt beside her. She was studying Mel's face. Perhaps to gauge her reaction to her current situation or perhaps working out what she was going to do with her.
Mel became aware of someone else approaching from her right side, but Jayne turned to them and said "no, leave the blindfold. I want to see her eyes when I have her".
A tingle ran through Mel's body the way Jayne said that. It was lustful, lascivious. The woman looked as though she was going to feast on her.
Jayne leaned over her. "Tony told me this is your first time. That your Master chose me for you specifically." and then added "and you for me"
She stroked Mel's cheek, down towards her mouth and brushed a finger over her lips, pulling the bottom one down.
"Your lips are very sensuous. They say both a woman's sets match in that regard. We'll find out in a moment, won't we" and she kissed her lightly, tenderly, before licking her and then running the tip of her tongue along Mel's barely parted lips.
She maintained eye contact with her the whole time and continued to hold her gaze as her hand moved to Mel's left breast. She stroked it through the lace of the basque and gave it a squeeze.
"You have great tits" she whispered and slipped her hand inside the cup. She quickly found the nipple and ran a finger round and round the areola, then moved it to the nipple itself and rubbed it gently.
Mel could feel herself stiffening and Jayne obviously felt it too, because she chuckled and said "mmmmm... I see you're responding to that. Maybe you would like more."
With that she lifted the breast out of the cup and did the same with the right one. Finally she broke eye contact as her head moved down, her mouth planting little butterfly kisses down Mel's throat and chest, across her right breast until finally she arrived at the nipple.
Starting by lightly running her tongue around the areola and flicking the nipple with the tip of her toungue, she suddenly latched on and began to suck. Hard.
Mel's back arched. It was just about the only part of her able to make any movement, bar her fingers and toes. It felt amazing to have this beautiful, stylish woman at her breast and her pussy tingled at the thought of what she might do to her. She was lost in the moment with Jayne, oblivious to the crowd of strangers watching her in rapt fascination.
Jayne broke away "mmmm... I could play with these for hours darling, but unfortunately your Master has only given you to me for a very short time and I have so many other things to do."
She straightened up and moved out of Mel's field of vision for a moment, before returning. But the first Mel knew of the ostrich feather in Jayne's hand was when she brushed it against the underside of her chin.
She ran it along her jawline and behind her ear, then down her neck. Mel squirmed at the touch, dying to move her head to her shoulder, but prevented from doing so by the neck restraint.
Jayne continued down and across to the left breast, wrapping the curve of the feather against the curve of the breast, caressing it, then dragging the back across the nipple. The sensation was exquisite and Mel again arched her back and clenched her fingers and toes, helpless to do anything else.
Jayne drew circles around the nipple with the tip of the feather, the torture sweet but unbearable. Now Mel also clenched the muscles in her vagina as tight as she could, trying to override the sensation of the feather.
Jayne registered the movements in Mel's pelvis and lifted the feather in one graceful arc from breast to crotch. Again the curve of the feather mapped perfectly the curve of Mel's body, as Jayne drew it across Mel's vulva. She played it back and forth like the bow of an instrument, Mel's soft cries and whimpers the music it created.
Suddenly it stopped and Mel tried to bring her breathing back under control whilst she awaited Jayne's next move. She didn't have to wait long. She felt Jayne's hands on the top of her thighs and her hot breath on her pussy, a fraction of a second before her tongue brushed her labia.
She licked and nibbled them before her tongue prised them apart and Jayne licked up and down her slit. Mel moaned softly as the woman's tongue worked on her. It felt so good.
She heard a few comments from the others. Encouraging Jayne, murmuring their approval. At that point Jayne obviously remembered that she had guests.
"Debs, come and taste her. She's delicious"
A mutter of agreement and Mel felt Jane's hands leave her and another pair, and then another tongue, take her place. The second woman was more forceful than Jayne, more ravenous. She licked her in broad sweeps and slipped her tongue into her, pushing it in and out.
Mel wanted to push against it, to get it deeper into her, but she couldn't move. She couldn't believe that she was doing this. A few months ago this was just a fantasy, but Steve had coaxed her out of herself, given her more confidence about her body. She knew now that people, men and women, these men and women, found her attractive, wanted her, and right now she wanted nothing more than to give herself to them.
"OK, give her back" said Jayne, "I'm running out of time and I have things I want to do"
The woman swapped places and now Jayne pulled back Mel's hood, exposing her clit. Suddenly Mel knew exactly what was coming. She felt the tongue against her clit, the lips enclosing it, the fingers slipping into her. Of course. What else did she expect? But she didn't care. It felt too good the way Jayne was doing it, the way she was varying what she did with her fingers, alternating between teasing her and fucking her.
She felt the first twinge of her orgasm and the rest built at speed and she came in seconds. A form of release for her, even though she was still firmly held to the table. As Mel let out a cry and her body convulsed, Jayne dived into her hole, lapping her up gleefully.
As her orgasm subsided and she came back into the room, Mel could see that Jayne was now standing by the foot of the table. She observed her reaching under the folds of her black dress and heard the rustle of the material as it gathered up and then fell back down, as Jayne slipped off her panties.
"I knew it was a waste of time putting these on tonight." She was addressing her audience. "Mel here has the right idea"
And with that she climbed onto the table, straddling Mel. Initially on her knees, she spread the skirt of her dress out in a black taffeta circle around her and settled herself down, wriggling as she got herself into position.
Mel could feel the other woman's heat and moisture as she pressed her pussy against Mels, their labia interlocking, their juices mixing, coating each other. Jayne leaned forward, over Mel's face, re-establishing eye contact as she began to move her pelvis back and forth.
Mel gave out a low moan of satisfaction. Oh god she was being tribbed by another woman. She couldn't believe how good Jayne's cunt felt against her own.
Jayne must have sensed how much she was enjoying this, because she smiled at her then leant forward.
"You like this don't you"
"Yes" was all Mel could say.
"And you like having your pussy licked and your clit sucked hard" and then Jayne whispered into her ear, conspiritorially, as if wanting to prevent anyone else from hearing , "I can't believe it was a man who showed me how to do that. Can you, darling?"
The two women looked into each other's eyes and the smile behind both sets was one of shared experiences and a newly-formed bond.
"Hmmm... What next?" said Jayne aloud, and she reached under her dress and found Mel's clit. She rubbed it slowly with her thumb whilst looking down at her, carefully considering what else she had time for. She turned back to the watching audience.
"Tony, get me my double" and she added "and bring Susie here"
Who was Susie? thought Mel, but she didn't have much time to ponder this. Anthony returned and handed something to Jayne. Jayne kissed him and said "thank you, this is such a thoughtful gift". Then she got up onto her knees and lifted her dress away from Mel. She reached down in front of her and suddenly Mel felt a dildo slip into her. Jayne pushed it deep into her then began to fiddle between her own legs.
Mel realised what she was doing. She watched as Jayne found her own hole and slid down the other end of the toy. She wriggled a little, just adjusting the way the dildo fitted inside her, then leant back. Grabbing the edge of the table for purchase, she began moving backwards and forwards, fucking them both.
It was the hottest thing Mel had ever done. She closed her eyes and let the sensations wash over her. She heard Jayne's breathing change as the other woman began to push faster, and faster, and the sound of the first cry from Jayne brought her to her own climax. Mel came quickly and hard, but Jayne's seemed to rumble on and Mel realised that she was wet. Jayne had cum over her, drenching her pussy.
Eventually Jayne's orgasm subsided and she dropped her head for a few seconds. When she lifted it again she turned to the others and said "ladies, does anyone want to clean Mel for me, while I get Susie ready?"
Mel saw two other women passing Jayne as she walked away and the two of them licked Jayne's juices off her crotch and her vulva, taking turns to lick and probe inside her too.
Finally Jayne said she was ready and asked the men present to take Mel off the table. They did as requested and Jayne directed them to carry her to another piece of furniture.
"Take her to the whipping bench and strap her in"
As the men carried Mel past Jayne she saw what "Susie" was. Jayne was fastening a strap-on harness to herself, complete with a large, black, cock-shaped dildo protruding from the front.
Mel was fastened in to the bench. She was bent at the waist, her shins tied to padded arms sticking out the back of the bench, her arms restrained at the wrist and just before the elbow using cuffs built in to the bench. Effectively she was on all fours, waiting for Jayne and "Susie"
Jayne stood behind her, positioning herself between Mel's legs. She teased her by running the head of the dildo up and down her slit, before sliding it in. It was big and went in a long way. Mel could feel the simulated veins and ridges of the cock against the walls of her vagina. And she could feel how it was stretching her. But it felt good. She moaned deeply and loudly as Jayne fucked her. She came, and came again.
Finally Anthony spoke, "Darling, I'm sorry. It's nearly 10 to 12"
Jayne gave a frustrated cry. "No. I'm just getting warmed up and the others haven't had a proper go on her yet"
"I know, but that was the agreement"
"Phone him. Message him. Tell him I want her for longer!"
Mel heard Anthony sigh "Ok. Ok"
Jayne walked round to the front of the bench and went down to Mel's Eye level. "You want to stay, don't you darling..."
It was a statement, not a question. And it was correct. She did.
Anthony spoke. "He says 'ok' '"
Jayne gave a little shout of joy and triumph.
Anthony continued... "on three conditions"
Jayne stopped. "Go on" she said.
"He will cancel the taxi and get it to call back at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. In the meantime, you have to look after her once you have finished with her. She likes to be treated nicely afterwards"
"Of course. She can sleep with me"
"Secondly" Anthony continued, "he wants you. I am to deliver you to him at a time and place of his choosing"
"Ha! Fine. I haven't had him for a while anyway. It will actually be nice to see him. What's the final condition?"
"You have to arrange something for him. Well, for her actually. He wants you to help him get some of your boys together for her"
There was a brief pause, as if Jayne was considering it. "So that's what it was all about. Just sending her here for an hour. Like a pusher giving me my fix for free so he could get me addicted to her and demand something else from me"
Another pause. Then a laugh. "Fine. Tell him fine. Done. Then bring me some lube..."
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Carmel xx 
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